As an atheist, choosing an identity in a predominantly Christian society can be dicey. There’s a lot of social pressure, even among other atheists, to just go along and not make waves, or to be nice but sit quietly in your own corner, or to be vehemently antagonistic towards religion in general. The thought of intentionally engaging in public protest to raise awareness of immoral expressions of Christian privilege while supporting the notion that religion in and of itself is not the overall problem is not overly popular among either atheists or Christians, each for differing reasons. But sometimes, taking a knee during the national anthem, wearing provocative rainbow clothing and showing public affection to your same-sex partner, and publicly protesting police violence and a lack of willingness among officers to report atrocities by others are sometimes the only way to bring the right kind of attention to your cause. The religious equivalent to that for an atheist is The Satanic Temple.
I am a member of The Satanic Temple, but this blog post is not about TST or any of their stated beliefs, which you can read about extensively on their web site. This blog post is about me, and why *I* embrace Satanic imagery and support the use of Satanism as a religious expression. Thus, the opinions expressed here are my own, and not necessarily representative of TST or any of their members or leadership.
Satanism is undoubtedly a powerful tool for good in society, but there are two primary reasons I personally embrace Satanism as my own personal expression of atheistic religion:
- It’s a therapeutic rejection of the fundamentalist Christianity that dominated my childhood, and
- I enjoy inviting people to shed preconceptions and open their minds to different points of view.